I heard it might it be storming But I knew, I had an early warning Caught my own reflection And I can see, call it misdirection So much trouble in my head Keeping me down There's so much trouble in my mind Gotta find my way out, somehow Somehow I thought that I was dreaming But I could see I would stop my feeling Black skies got me asking Have I got it right? Some things I might be masking So much trouble in my head Keeping me down So much trouble in my mind Gotta find my way out, somehow Somehow ♪ I heard it might be storming But I knew, I had an early warning